I remembered vividly today, how much we owe our life to the intervention and wise care of our parents.

We were at home, one day and heard the cry of our brother, he was shouting.

What could have gone wrong?

He was there helpless crying for help. We came to the parlor, ignorant of what to do, me and my brother
Bayoji.

There is our brother, who has been firmly gummed to the Refrigerator. The Fridge was obviously having
some Electrical problems and he could not estrange himself.

He was crying for if this continues long enough, only death may be the rescue.

Thanks be to Jehovah, our mom was at home and rushed quickly to the Parlor. She is the only one who
knows what really should be done.

She runs quickly to the fridge and off the Refrigerator from the main terminal behind the Electrical
gadget.

I have often wondered since, what if she was not at home.